A Paradise Of Inward Tranquility Seems To

You Can't Out-perform Your Self-image.

All Our Scientific And Philosophic Ideals Are Altars To Unknown Gods.

But Facts Are Facts, And If We Only Get Enough Of Them Theyare Sure To Combine.

Man's Chief Difference From The Brutes Lies In The Exuberant Excess Of His Subjective Propensities. Prune His Extravagance, Sober Him, And You Undo Him.

We Are Doomed To Cling To A Life Even While We Find It Unendurable.